Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The two of them quietly hid in the second-floor storage room in the house and waited.

When they were decorating the house, they paid attention to every detail in the house, including the hair caught in the closet and the marks under their feet.

Even the clothes on his body were changed into the smelly clothes of the corpses in the ogre storage room.

Prevent your own odor from leaking out.

About ten minutes later.

Along with the woman's scream, there was a creaking sound of a door being pushed open outside, and then an adult ogre walked in, his body covered in dried blood and dirty black clothes clotted into clumps.

It held the captured Alex between its armpits.

Alex's expression was somewhat desperate. This ogre didn't look strong, but the strength of his arms was like steel.

She had managed to escape with great difficulty, but now she was brought back to the lair. She probably had no hope of being saved this time.

Because when she was captured, the last thing she saw was the four people who remained where they were, including the policeman whom she had a crush on before.

No one saved her!

Yes, if she had enough gold and enough wealth, who would care about an ordinary woman like her? She was already desperate.

When people are in despair, they don't give up, but want to take something away.

So she kept pouncing on the ogre, and the moment it entered the house, she bit its arm.

But it failed.

The enraged ogre looked down at the woman's figure and thought of his recently killed child who was still lying in the jungle.

Suddenly I had the idea of ​​having another child.

It pushed Alex to the ground and kissed her. The foul breath almost suffocated Alex. She even wanted to bite her tongue to commit suicide, but her tongue was occupied.

But just when we were about to go further.

The ogre's brain, which was wounded by the stimulation of desire, twitched and he deflated before he did.

The feeling of weakness made it slow down its plan to execute the man on the spot.

Alex was taken into another room like a toy and tied up with wire.

It pressed its right brain with one hand and rummaged around the house with the other.

The head that was hit by the axe made it feel a little out of balance, and the hum of the train engine could be heard in its mind.

Its staggering steps made it unable to pay attention to the details inside the house.

The familiar environment gave it a sense of security.

After some searching, when everything in the house was turned over, it watched Ivan and Andrei, who were lying on the attic floor, through the gaps in the wooden boards.

Finally found a roll of transparent tape.

This kind of tape is transparent with a hint of yellow and is commonly used on construction sites. Because it has not been used for a long time and has been distributed randomly, its sides are covered with black dirt.

The ogre slowly sat on the ground, uttering meaningless low roars like a wild beast licking its wounds.

It loosened its right hand that was covering its head, revealing a concave bulge with bone streaks on both sides.

You can even see its brain along the nearly 2 mm thick crack.

The grooves on the surface of the brain are not as wrinkled as those of normal people. They are filled with black blood vessels, like some kind of fungus.

It tore off the roll of transparent tape and wrapped it around the wound on its head.

Round and round, like winding a water pipe.

This behavior made Ivan and the other two who were hiding feel uncomfortable in their heads. This thing was actually used as a bandage.

Especially the craniotomy wound that exposed the brain.

The ogre wrapped his head like a dumpling before he stood up crookedly and walked slowly to the dirty bed beside him.

The bed was in such a state that it looked like a randomly put-together cuboid. I could smell the familiar stench of sweat.

The deformed ogre lay defenseless on the bed. It needed to rest and let its wounds heal.

This kind of resilience is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The moment it lay down, the bed suddenly caved in the middle, and a bear clamp was fastened from the hollowed-out bed.

The sheets and the ogre were caught together.

From the cabinet next to it, an arrow suddenly shot towards the bed, hitting the ogre in the chest and nailing it to the wooden bed.

"on!"

Andre roared, suddenly jumped up from his prone position, and grabbed the spiked stick beside him.

Ivan also picked up two sickles in sync.

Bang!
The already tattered wooden board broke instantly under the violent impact of the two men, and they fell from the three-meter-high attic.

Its position is right opposite to where the ogre is trapped.

Andre rushed towards the deformed ogre like a medieval knight with a spear, with the impact force from a three-meter height mixed with his body weight.

Even an elephant would probably be pierced deeply.

Ogres are no exception.

Pfft——!

Even though the ogre was pinned by an arrow and his arm was broken by a bear trap, he was still struggling and was stabbed deeply in the nostrils by a hammer-like spiked stick as thick as his wrist.

No matter how amazing its recovery ability was, this blow destroyed nearly half of its head.

Ivan rushed out and swung his sickle at the ogre's neck, chopping at it continuously.

They had already witnessed the little ogre's abnormal and terrifying healing ability.

Naturally, there will be no trouble left, let alone any waste.

Ivan swung his hands like a scythe girl, and kept slashing at the ogre's neck in less than five seconds.

An ugly head was chopped off, but it was fixed in place because of an iron rod.

Ivan did not stop and continued to chop at the ogre's head.

Ding dang dang--!

The sickle blade hit its head and made a crisp sound, just like splitting stone. Its bones were very hard, no wonder Knight's axe was stuck in its head.

"This guy's head is harder than a bear's, just like a primitive man!"

Knight made a gap on the left side of his head, corresponding to the wound caused by the axe on the right side, and then put down the sickle.

He walked to the corner of the room and picked up one of the steel crowbars.

While twirling the stick casually, he walked up to the ogre and, amid the excitement of the Russians and the curses of the Americans outside, poked the crowbar into the hole that had been opened.

"Haha, Andrei, let's see what treasure is in here!" Ivan said with a smile.

The sesame-like blood that splashed on his face during the chopping process just now made him look like a pervert.

It even feels like it fits in with this spooky room.

This even almost made Andrei panic, thinking that the ogre's blood could also infect humans like the zombies in the movies, turning Ivan into an ogre.

But fortunately not.

Ivan raised his big foot and stepped on the ogre's mouth, which was still about to bite people. The thick shoe blocked its small mouth.

Then use both hands to pry it hard. (End of this chapter)